�Oh yeah. A false alarm, as it turned out. We got a
report of what sure sounded like Sabretooth and Toad,
terrorizing a town in Dutchess County. I thought
Magneto�s Brotherhood was back in business.�

�It wasn�t them?�

�It wasn�t anyone. A fake distress call. There was
definitely a mutant presence in the town � Charles saw
that much on Cerebro before we headed up there � but
nothing was happening by the time we showed up. There
was nothing going on at all that we could see. We
went to the house the call had come from. The people
who lived there had no idea what we were talking
about. I went back the next day with Charles, so he
could interview them. He verified telepathically that
they weren�t lying. They were genuinely puzzled,
quite sure no one had called from their home. I don�t
know what to make of it... Anyway, how�s your mission
coming?�

�Pretty good. Security review is done, so is the
design for the panic room and other new security
measures. We�ve got all the materials and
electronics. Construction is coming along. It
should be all done in another week or two. I was
gonna stay until it�s finished but the Professor had
other ideas.�

�Yeah, he told me he was bringing you home. Can they
finish up without you?�

�Sure. Jean-Paul can be foreman. He knows what he�s
doing. And he�s got plenty of help here.�

�Has working with Kurt been okay?�

�Yeah, he�s fine. A hard worker and he gets places
fast � places the rest of us can�t get to. So, that�s
really useful. The bible stuff gets a little hard to
take after a while, but...�

�I can imagine... Logan? I�m glad you�re coming back
here. We miss you... I miss you... Shit. I shouldn�t
have said that, should I?�

�Nah, it�s fine.�

�I don�t want to sound like I think this thing is more
than it is. I just... I�m not even sure what happened
the other night, but it didn�t feel good. I don�t
want you mad at me.�

�I�m not mad anymore.�

�I want to see you.�

�I want to see you, too. There�s stuff I need to talk
to you about.�

�Do you want to talk now?�

�No. Not easy stuff to say. Face-to-face is better.
Maybe easier after sex... We still doing it?�

�Yes. I want to. I want you, Logan.�

�It makes my dick hard when you say that.�

�Yeah?�

�Yeah.�

�Where are you?�

�In my bedroom.�

�The same one you had when we were in Vermont
together?�

�Uh huh. I�m sitting here remembering doing it with
you. Right here. In this bed.�

�Me, too. I wish I were there with you.�

�What would you do?�

�Oh, lots of stuff.�

�Tell me.�

�I want to suck you off.�

�Do you?�

�Um hmm. I remember the first time I ever did. I
couldn�t believe my luck when you said you wanted me
to. I thought I�d better hurry up and get started
before you changed your mind... Don�t laugh, I mean
it. Anyway, I think I�d go slower if I were there
now.�

�Why?�

�I just want to take my time. I�d get on the bed with
you, kiss you. You�re a great kisser. I can almost
feel it now. Your mouth against mine, pushing your
tongue in. My hands in your hair.�

�Where are my hands?�

�On my ass, I think. Yeah. One on each cheek.
Pushing me against you. I can feel you hard, pressed
against me. Can you feel it?�

�Yeah, Scott. It feels real good. Keep going.�

�Okay. Um, let me think. Okay, I�m all pressed
against you, moving a little so my cock rubs against
yours. It feels good, but the clothes are in the way.
So, I take my hands off of your head. I�m still
kissing you, but now I�m unzipping you while I do.
I�m pulling out your cock, all big and hard. I�m
playing with it. Go ahead, Logan. Take it out. Let
your hand be mine, just for a little while.�

�Okay, I�m doing that. You�re rubbing me with those
long fingers of yours. I love what you do to my cock
with your hand. I can�t get enough of it. But I want
your mouth, too.�

�Good, because that�s what I want, too. I want your
dick in my mouth. I�ve been so hungry for you, I�ve
been thinking about it all the time. Sit on the side
of the bed now. I�m getting down on my knees on the
floor. I�m still rubbing you with my hand, but I�m
kissing your cock, too. Licking the head. Oh, you
taste so good, Logan. I can almost taste you just
remembering, I swear. And now I�m taking it in my
mouth. I want to suck on your meat. You�re filling
up my mouth. I�m sucking you really deep. All the
way in.�

�Oh yeah. Swallow it, Scott. Take it all. I want it
push it all the way down, in your hot mouth and down
your throat. I want to feel you sucking me, sliding
in and out like that.�

�That�s what I�m doing. In and out. Sucking you
good. You�re big and hard and I can feel that vein on
the underside with my tongue, pulsing, throbbing.
I�ve got my hand on your balls. They�re getting
tight, you�re about to come. I can hear it in the
noises you�re making, too. I want your cum, Logan. I
want it all. Pump it into me. I want it in my mouth
and my throat. Give it to me. Come on... Come on...
Give me that hot cum...�

�Oh, Scott!�

�You came, didn�t you?�

�Yeah. Real good. Thanks. It didn�t feel like I was
just jerking off. It seemed like something else,
almost like we were doing something together.�

�Me, too. For sex and more. Sometimes I feel like I
have nobody to talk to here, nobody to bounce ideas
off of... Logan?�

�Yeah?�

�What do you think of our false alarm mission the
other night? What do you think it means?�

�I don�t know... You�re sure the call was coming from
upstate?�

�Yeah, we checked. It definitely came from the phone
in that house, the one I went to, but the people there
had no knowledge of it.�

�Were they mutants? Did they have a connection with
Xavier�s or with the X-Men?�

�No. Normals, and no previous contact with us.�

�So how did they know to call you, anyway?�

�I don�t know. Whoever it was who called had a story
about getting our number from a Xavier�s alumnus, but
it turned out to be bogus. He asked for me by name.
It sounded credible at the time, particularly with the
descriptions of the attackers sounding just like
Magneto�s people. But now that we know it was all
made up, well why? Why send the X-Men on a wild goose
chase?�

�Was it the whole team?�

�No, just me and �Ro. I was ready to call in
reinforcements if needed.�

�And whoever called knew something about the X-Men,
knew enough to call and ask for you. Knew you�re
Field Leader?�

�Yes, definitely. That�s how he asked for me � �Is
this Scott Summers, Field Leader of the X-Men?� But I
didn�t think anything of that. I mean the kids all
know our command structure. If one of our alumni had
passed on the phone number, well it�s not surprising
he�d know I�m Field Leader, is it?�

�No, that�s not where I�m going.�

�So, what then?�

�Well, whoever is behind this would likely know you�d
drop what you were doing and head up there as soon as
you heard that story. So, what were you doing?
Something someone might want to stop you from
finishing?�

�No, nothing important. Just grading papers. Nobody
but the kids who were afraid of getting bad grades
would want to interrupt that. I think this is a bit
too elaborate a stratagem to avoid failing English!�

�Okay, then the other possibility is � who wanted you
out of the way that night? What went on at the
mansion while you were gone? Something that you would
have known about and stopped if you�d been there.�

�Nothing that I know of. Nothing unusual. Although
if someone wanted me out of the way to do something,
it might not be something that shows... Logan, you
said you talked to Jean that night? Where was she
when you called her?�

�I didn�t call her. I was calling you. She answered
the phone in your office.�

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�Ethan?�

�Charles! Good to hear from you. Thanks for
returning my call. How are you?�

�She�s interested in the MPP project and looking for a
way to make a contribution. I thought it would be a
good idea for her to spend a little time in Vermont
and see if there�s some way she can participate in the
project.�

�What�s really going on?�

�There�s no fooling you, Ethan.�

�Why would you want to?�

�I don�t, really. I was going to explain my true
purpose. Ethan, I�m more and more convinced this
isn�t really Jean. I don�t know what to do. I want
you to meet her, see what you think.�

�I wouldn�t be so sure. I certainly like to think I�m
memorable, but...�

�You were a huge influence on Jean, Ethan, at an
extraordinarily difficult time in her life. You truly
saved her.�

�I�m afraid it was you who did that, my friend. But,
anyway, I don�t think that means she�d remember me.�

�Why ever not?�

�Her mind may have its own reasons to forget. I knew
Jean at a very difficult time in her life, Charles, as
you say. We worked together then, but she hasn�t seen
or spoken to me for many years. She could have if
she�d wanted to. She knows that you and I have
remained friends. There�s a lot about her association
with me, about our work together, that she has good
reason to want not to remember. Memory is infinitely
malleable. Maybe she can�t face remembering what went
on then, so she can�t remember me. Stranger things
have happened.�

�See what you think when she�s there. But be careful!
Whoever she is, she�s a very powerful telepath.
Don�t let her in your brain if you can help it...
�Memory is infinitely malleable.� I�ll have to
remember that.�

�I find myself thinking it a lot as I�ve gotten to
know Logan. He tells me you�ve tried to help him with
his memory problems.�

�Yes, I�ve read his mind a few times. I have been
able to uncover some of his lost time. But I�m sorry
to say that I haven�t been that effective. His mind
is...confused, disordered. I often can�t distinguish
between real memories, dreams, fantasies, maybe even
implanted memories. It�s all jumbled. His is a very
disturbed � and disturbing � mind. Which I imagine
you�ve discovered even without telepathy. I wonder
sometimes about his ability to function on our team,
although he�s done very well so far. Do you think
he�s stable enough to be an X-Man?�

�It�s certainly a high stress job. But you say he�s
been functioning well?�

�Yes, both as a teacher and a team member. He has
been rock solid reliable. There have been situations
where we would have been lost without him.�

�Hmm. You�re quite right that Logan is very troubled.
On the other hand, it sounds like he�s good for your
team. And I think the work is probably good for him,
too. Do you know, Charles, what Freud said when asked
what defines a mentally healthy individual?�

�No, what?�

�He said that one should be able to do two things:
lieben und arbeiten.�

�To love and to work. Well, Logan seems to be doing
well on the work front. Perhaps you�re right and it
is good for him. He�s so...damaged, though. I really
doubt he�ll ever manage the other half of Freud�s
prescription.�